You're meeting wolf for the first time....
 

...describe the incident.....

It was raining hard in 'Philly,
I needed one more fare to make my night.
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down,
She got in at the light.

Oh, where you going to, my lady blue,
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain.
She just looked out the window, and said
"the nut house".

I like :)

I sak Nicely if I can have My Meds ,
and if the streight jacket straps cam be loosened Just a bit,
"Yes mam I'll be Good "

Me too.

I would rather meet wolf at a two day outdoor pagan festival than at her place of employ. Call me crazy, but I just don't like lock-down psych wards.

Anyway - I'd imagine we'd meet in the tarot card area, right behind the fried dough stand. :)

I woke up in a straight jacket. Wolf had a glock in one hand and a cup of pills in the other. "medication time, gentlemen, medication time" she said.

That's the last thing I remember.

I have met her (outside of her employment, tyvm). However I forget the circumstances. It was a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away...

She had me committed.

FTFY

one cheek laid-open and
crusted over with dried blood, my face and prison work
clothes caked with dried sweat and dust -- as I sit on the
very top of a water tower watching the last rays of sunlight.

A long moment passes before my attention is drawn
elsewhere and I look down.

It's a hot, swampy evening in Philly.
I'm wandering the fragrant streets of Chinatown, perusing the shop windows when I see a huge gun-metal gray Humvee parked alongside the grimy curb.
As I get closer to the monstrous vehicle, I realize it's parked in front of cheerfully chaotic glass door.
Overcome with curiosity, I open the door a little too hastily and run into Wolf carrying an armful of shopping bags...
...at the Hello Kitty Store!